Far Away Love ✓

√chapter twenty one

Zainab's POV

I didn't realize when I fell asleep while just trying to rest my aching eyes and body. If it weren't for a loud sound of a bang near my ear, I was sure I wouldn't have been able to wake up right now as well, considering how heavy my eyelids were feeling at this moment.

I looked around with my partially parted eyes to find the reason for that slamming sound. Shaiq was standing just beside me as the door of my side was held gaped. It was definitely him who opened it. He gazed at my figure for an instant before he bent down, closer to me. What happened next shocked me as Shaiq carried me in his strong arms by placing his one hand under my knees and the other one on my back. He must be thinking that I was sleeping or else, he wouldn't even think about doing this.

Shaiq closed the door of the car as he moved towards the main gate. By being this closer to him, I could inhale his scent. If I were to pick what things didn't change in him then it would be his fragrance which was even still giving me a familiar feeling with him. I lifted my head from the crook of his neck a little to look at his face. The perfectly trimmed beard was making him look a hundred times more handsome than before. And even though, he was tired but his face was so fresh. I was seeing him this closely after it felt like ages.

He became like a distant star for me which was so difficult to reach.

I got startled when suddenly Shaiq turned his gaze towards me. He kept on glancing at me for a split second, before looking away. Even though after knowing that I woke up, he didn't say anything. He pushed the door of our bedroom with his one foot as he stepped inside.

Something came to my mind at that moment that I raised my index finger towards his face. Either it was due to the medicines for the fever I took or because of the emotional rollercoaster I was going through while being in his arms. But whatever the reason was, I didn't pay heed to it as pondering upon it, wasn't the thing important for me. I traced my finger on his cheek up and down.

"Shaiq, why are you acting like this?" I whispered while moving my finger from his cheek to his nose and then to his eye.

Shaiq abruptly stopped in his track as he looked at me with cold eyes. He grabbed my wrist, in a way to prevent me to go any further into exploring his face.

"What are you doing?" He mumbled in a rough voice while diverting his gaze from me to the window at the left. But that wasn't the thing that was my main focus; instead, my eyes lingered on his adam's apple which went up snd down as he gulped swiftly.

I held his hand with which he was clasping my finger before continuing, "answer me."

Shaiq took out his hand from mine as he walked towards the bed and made me lay down on it, "just sleep," he said before straightening his back and turning back.

Before he could even move, I clutched his collar and again made him hover over me. Shaiq peeked at me with widened eyes.

"I won't," I pouted in dismay, "not at all, before getting my answer."

"So tell me why are you doing this to me? Why are you avoiding me? Why are you not talking to me like before?" I continued.

Shaiq sighed as he scratched his forehead. He tried to get up but my grip was so intense on his collar that he had no choice but to helplessly look at me to let him go.

"Tell me, Shaiq," I again hissed.

"Zainab," he uttered before cupping my hand which was still resting on his collar with his hand and pulling it away, "you need to rest. So just sleep."

He raised his eyebrows at me as though he was waiting for my acceptance to whatever he said before finally getting off me. After laying a quick glance at me and also perhaps thinking that I listened to him, he decided to strike back. It was like, I was in a daze until he really made a distance from me.